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jazessimpcave · 3 months
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💋Kisses with Mr.Villain💋
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🐼 Never in public, unless it's a cheek kiss
🐼 He loves kissing your hand when you place it near his face
🐼 The first kiss with him is clumsy and he accidentally bites your lip (if you like it, let him know)
🐼 Once he understands how kissing works for humans, he wants to give you one every time he comes home to you.
🐼 His soft kisses are like pillows, he breathes lightly, his heart rate is steady and he keeps his hair in his face. No tongues, but he pulls your waist toward him so he can keep you close. (Remind him to let you breathe)
🐼 His more intense kisses are just that. Intense. You never realize how long his tongue is until it's deep in your mouth. He's breathing heavily, enjoying your reactions and pushes you down on the couch. His hands are either on the small of your back or on either side of you while his chest keeps you pinned. You may hear whimpers or growls, and more of his true form may emerge if you rile him up. He stops before it escalates 😶
🐼 Neck kisses are his favorite, so he'll bend down and indirectly ask you to do it.
🐼 Don't bite him on any place you kiss without letting him know you're about to do it. He bites back as an impulse and it hurts, unless...that's your thing 😉
🐼 Goodnight kisses aren't mandatory, but he will nuzzle you and headbutt you if he really wants one.
🐼 Unless you ask for them, he won't give you surprise kisses. All of them must have a purpose. However there may be a rare moment when he does do it out of nowhere.
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Kisses in the Valley
P1: Bachelors!
These are all just headcannons for characters in stardew valley and how they are to kiss.
Stardew valley bachelors x gn!reader
Harvey <3 :
Kisses with Harvey are gentle. His lips press gently to your neck or cheeks and he relishes in the small giggles you give him on those lazy mornings. His lips dance with yours in a gentle waltz and he gives you the goofiest smile afterwards. He mumbles a small "I love you" against your lips and his voice is just as gentle as his touch when it comes to you. Hes smitten and he wants you to know it.
Elliott:
Kisses with Elliott are stolen. He randomly tilts your head to him and presses a sweetened kiss to your lips as you let out a small surprised noise. Randomly placed kisses to your shoulders and neck that make you shiver. He places a hand on your hip and a kiss to your neck with a mumbled "move out of the way gorgeous" before gently moving you aside when your standing in his way, giving you a stolen glance as well. He just loves to feel the tiny jump you do every time.
Shane:
Kisses with Shane are meaningful. He isnt good with words, so he uses his kisses to tell you all the things he doesn't know how to say. When you're upset he presses a gentle kiss to your shoulder line, or when hes having a great day he gives a small goofy smile and presses a kiss to your forehead. His lips dance along yours to sing you the loves songs he cant sing aloud.
Sam:
Kisses with Sam are fun. They always end in a fit of giggles as he peppers your face and neck in them. He loves kissing your cheeks repeatedly to hear you laugh about it. Hes a fun, chaotic guy and his kissing style reflects it. You're his amazing, gorgeous partner, and his favorite thing about you is your laugh: so he kisses in a way that makes sure you're giggling by the end of his kiss attacks.
Sebastian:
Kisses with Sebastian are lazy. His lips press leisurely to your shoulders and neck as you cuddle to his chest. He chuckles into your back tiredly as you jump from his sudden affection. Hes not one for public affection, so when he kisses you he has the time and place to be leisurely and sweet with you.
Alex:
Kisses with Alex are passionate. He pulls you in by your hips and places a passionate, excited kiss to your lips. He acts as if he hasn't seen the love of his life in weeks, when in reality at most it's been a day or two. He pulls back with a grin and kisses both if your cheeks before he pulls you along with him wherever he decides you guys need to go. His passion is the most unmatched in the valley.
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make-me-imagine · 1 year
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Headcanons: Love, Intimacy and Kissing (Lou Ransone)
Headcanons: 'Love: Ways they say or show they love you.' + 'Intimacy: How they show intimacy; physical and not.' & 'Kissing: Do they like kissing? How do they kiss, when, etc.'
Requested by: @will-grammer
Pairing: Lou Ransone x Gn!Reader
Warnings: Somewhat detailed kissing, but nothing further.
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Love:
Pre-Relationship:
Before Lou ever confessed how he felt about you, he would show his feelings in a variety of ways. Whether you knew what these things truly meant or not.
Bringing you tea/coffee in the mornings or during long shifts.
If he buys a pastry or snack he always gets you one too.
Driving you home when you don't have your car, to make sure you get home safely. He always walks you to your door, or waits in the car until you get inside.
Watching your favorite shows and movies, listening to your favorite music, or reading your favorite book so he can talk to you about them and bond over them.
Making sure he is always stocked up on your favorite snacks, teas/coffees, and drinks for the days you may come over to his house when you are working on a difficult case.
Staying close to you in a crowded space, keeping his hand gently wrapped around your arm, or on your back as you move through crowds.
Relationship:
He continued to do most of the things listed above once you were finally in a relationship. But, he found other ways as well.
Keeping spare toothbrushes, soaps, conditioners, etc, that he knows you like so you can use them when you stay over at his place.
Making you breakfast or dinner, often surprising you with them.
Gently holding your head, before pressing a kiss to your lips, cheek or forehead.
Lou is not afraid of saying the phrase 'I love you', but other phrases he uses that hold the same feeling are: 'I'll be here if you need me', 'Don't be long', 'I already miss you'
Gently brushing his fingers over your arms, legs, thighs, and stomach, as you lay together at night.
Running you a bath after a long day, or if you get hurt.
Taking care of you when you are sick or injured. You never have to ask him to do this, he is already prepared and willing.
Intimacy (Physical and Non)
Physically, Lou does not shy away from intimacy.
If you could always be in his arms, he could be content.
He loves to kiss you (but we'll get to that).
He likes holding you to his chest to comfort with you or him.
Lou does not partake in PDA for the most part. But an arm stretched across your shoulders or around your waist is a given.
And he will hold hands, and give you the occasional quick kiss on the cheek and sometimes lips. But most of his physical intimacy is reserved for behind doors.
Emotional intimacy is important to Lou. He knows communication ad openness is important to a relationship.
He will always keep you informed about how he is feelings, and he is always open and ready to hear you.
Lou is not afraid to cry in front of you, knowing that he can be his most vulnerable.
He never judges or represses your own feelings, and is always there to help you embrace or heal from them.
Part of your bond is formed through work.
You work together and see the same things, you go through trauma and good days together, and this brings you closer than ever.
To quote one of my favorite Jane Austen novels: “There could have never been two hearts so open, no tastes so similar, no feelings so in unison, no countenances so beloved."
Kissing:
Yes Lou does enjoy kissing, but as previously mentioned, not often in a public setting.
He loves slow kisses, he wants to make it last. Often until you are both breathless.
He often kisses you while both of his hands are cupping your face as your head is tilted back.
This often leads to him trailing kisses down your cheek and neck, and then to your shoulder.
Lou is so fond of kissing other parts of your body as well.
Kisses on the back of your hand, wrist, your cheek, temple, behind your ear, your neck, etc.
Kisses to your stomach and thighs if they are exposed when you are lying in bed.
Lou adores when you initiate kisses.
You are probably shorter than him. So if you grab him by his collar and pull him down into a kiss, it is hard for him to repress a grin.
He finds it adorable if you step up onto something to be his height or taller to kiss him.
This can lead to him grabbing you and setting you on the counter, as he stands between your legs to continue kissing you.
If you are a giggler when it comes to kissing (super ticklish), he will take advantage of this, I can guarantee it.
Lazy kisses in bed as you drift to sleep. Or soft kisses in the morning to wake you up.
Since you are co-workers who are also in a relationship, he has to resist the urge to kiss you at work.
Sometimes he can't help it, and will get you alone in a hallway or his office with the blinds shut and kiss you.
Always saying he can't resist. Or not being able to kiss you could be classified as a form of torture.
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we-r-loonies · 2 years
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how the marauders would kiss: a very very big list
ships (implied): wolfstar, jegulus
cw: kissing, slight nsfw??? maybe???
james:
will kiss his partner alllll the time
when they're studying, he'll lean over the table and kiss their lips so softtt
usually initiates the kisses, but gets all flustered when his partner does
not a dumb flustered tho!!! just kinda smug and blushy
kisses right above his partner's collarbone when they're alone
this is just how he shows affection tbh
sirius:
one thing: pda.
will make out with his partner in corridors and broom closets and the common room and-
hes so touch starved it's not even funny
at first he just assumed kissing meant s*x
but now it's more sweet yk?
he'll spend ages kissing all of remus' scars one by one
also forehead kisses. he'll get on his tiptoes to give his partner forehead kisses.
remus:
he's so tall like
dropping kisses on the top of his partner's head
also leaning down to kiss them on the cheek
NGL HES A TEASE
would build up to a rlly steamy kiss then end up kissing them on the nose or smth
he'd taste like chocolate and black coffee
not a fan of pda but if his partner was sad, he'd leave kisses on their fingertips loll
so unrelated but he would give them hickeys on their stomach
not used to kisses at all
regulus:
or like any physical contact
will mess with his partner's hair when they're making out
he always kisses along their jawline cuz it makes them happy lol
tbh they'd sit together by the great lake where no one could see them
and then he'd kiss them rlly gently until they blushed
peter:
probably slobbery
and smells like custard creams
traitors don't get to be good kissers
anyway!! next part will be the girls from the marauders era!!
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sleepingdeath-light · 2 years
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Last request for the follower event from me I promise!
OCiel Phantomhive with kissing headcannons. How he kisses his lover and maybe… how they can kiss him back.💕
Last time…… HAPPY FOLLOWER MILESTONE!
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Kissing Headcanons | Our!Ciel Phantomhive
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thank you again for all of the kind words (and amusing gifs) echo!
reader is assumed as gender neutral
where our!ciel kisses his partner
he tends to stick to four distinct areas other than your lips, switching between them depending on the context: your fingertips and knuckles (as a greeting, bowing and bringing them to his lips and pecking them individually as he does so), your bare shoulders (whilst standing or laying behind you, usually first thing in the morning or late in the evening), and the top of your head (as a comforting, reassuring gesture whenever he notices you’re stressed).
how our!ciel kisses his partner
when he kisses your lips, ciel is nothing short of considerate and affectionate; always starting off slow and giving you the time to pull away before tilting his head and deepening the gesture, pulling you close by your waist and keeping you as close to him as he possibly can - the kiss getting gradually more and more passionate until one of you inevitably break away (typically followed by a series of quick pecks, shy smiles and whispered affirmations of affection before you separate entirely)
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sunfl0wer-h0ur · 2 years
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Seth Kissing Headcanons!!
His kisses are very..messy
Im pretty sure after just one kiss your gonna be all slobbery
But there can be times where they're nice and gentle, like when he's sleepy
But slobbery ones are his go to
When he sees you all slobbery he just chuckles and brushes his thumb on your lip
Kinda spicy...
After that he kisses you, and ruffles your hair
*Seth kisses the listener and the listener is shocked*
*Seth chuckles* "Whats wrong Sugar? Cat got your tounge?"
No...S-Seth your kisses very.....slobbery
"What can I say? I like it wet."
"I-"
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r0seart · 8 months
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I headcanon that Remus is a very vocal kisser. He always makes small noises while he kisses and often moans into his partner’s mouth when the kiss deepens.
There, that’s the post. Aaand hit post!!!
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oh-ranpo · 1 year
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types of first kiss / ft. TRIGGER
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☾ - pairing: yaotome gaku, kujo tenn, tsunashi ryunosuke + reader (seperately) ☾ - word count: 896 ☾ - summary: the boys of TRIGGER, their kissing styles, and how you share your first kiss.
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Gaku:
Cupping your cheek while his thumb brushes against your bottom lip:
This is Gaku’s go-to move. 
The two of you would be on a date, and you would be walking down the street, marveling at all the lights of the city at night when he could suddenly come to a stop. 
Your conversation had been light up until that point, but when you turn to see if something is wrong, you’re surprised to see him looking pointedly at you. 
The look in his eyes would be filled with pure adoration as he slowly lifted his hand to press his palm against the skin of your cheek before his thumb gently glides against the curve of your lip
“Gaku,” you whispered, just as your breath caught in your throat. You hadn’t anticipated this turn of events, but with the way he was looking at you, it was as if he had planned for nothing else. “I should be thanking you for such a wonderful night,” he murmured as his thumb came to a stop right at the corner of your mouth. “I can’t remember the last time my heart beat this quickly and I wasn’t on stage.” His sheer honesty took away what little breath you still had, and you barely had time to think before he was leaning in and pressing his lips softly against your own. You could still taste a hint of the tea he had been drinking at dinner, and you couldn’t imagine anything more intoxicating. Gaku was magical, and your first kiss together was nothing short of perfect.
Tenn:
A spontaneous and quick kiss, resulting in him tucking his chin into his chest in embarrassment and avoiding your gaze:
Tenn wasn’t usually very spontaneous.
At least, not when it came to stuff like this.
He just wasn’t experienced enough in romantic relationships to know how to properly handle his feelings.
But how was he supposed to react when you looked so cute and were smiling at him the way that you were?
You had just finished praising him for his show the night before, and he was riding the high of your approval so his critical thinking had been temporarily suspended.
You were sitting on the floor next to him so it was easy for him to close the distance, his heart doing all of the thinking before his brain could catch up.
Rushing head on into things was something he was used to.
As soon as his lips pressed against yours, though, everything finally came back into focus.
He had just kissed you.
He had kissed you, and hadn’t even given you a chance to react in any type of way before he stole this moment from you.
Easy to say he was embarrassed beyond belief.
The second he pulled away, he couldn’t bear to look you in the eyes.
His chin pulled in close to his chest as his entire face heated.
“I’m so sorry, I don’t… I don’t know what came over me,” he murmured as his head turned away from you. You watched with a stunned, yet curious expression as you pieced together everything that had just happened. He looked embarrassed but was it because he had kissed you… or because he had kissed you so suddenly? You couldn’t stand the dejected look on his face as you reached for him, your hand cupping his now cherry-red cheek as you gently turned him back to face you.
“There’s no need to apologize, Tenn. I- Well I actually quite enjoyed it.”
Tenn’s eyes widened as he searched for your face for any clue that you were just trying to make him feel better, and found nothing but the truth staring back at him.
“You did?” His voice was soft, yet hopeful, and you gave him a small smile as you nodded
“In fact…” Your face started to heat now at the words you were about to say. “I wouldn’t terribly mind if it happened again.”
Ryunosuke:
A forehead kiss, but when he pulls back, his head tilts just enough so that his nose brushes yours:
Ryunosuke didn’t intend to be so clumsy.
It had been a day well spent together, and he had absolutely no intentions on forcing you into any embarrassing situations.
However, he couldn’t resist showing some form of affection as his gratitude for spending your off time with him.
A soft smile spread across your face as his warm lips pressed against your forehead, a gentle thank you for the afternoon you had just experienced. “I had a great time,” you murmured, just as Ryunosuke pulled away.
He was intending just to give you a gentle smile of his own in response, but with a bump of his nose against yours, you were suddenly much closer than either of you had intended.
He could have pulled away. He probably should have. However…
Your eyes were shining so brightly, and he would be lying if he said he hadn’t thought about kissing you multiple times already. It would be so easy.
And he couldn’t help himself.
With one small movement, he leaned in closer, and he could feel you respond immediately as you sunk into his chest just as your lips found his.
It was heart-stopping for both of you, and while he had never meant for it to happen this way, he wouldn’t have changed a thing.
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balanceater · 1 year
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Balan x Lance Kissing Headcanons
I thought of this randomly and decided to throw it out there. Let me know what you guys think.
Balan
Balan strikes me as the type of guy who would be very affectionate with his kisses.
When Balan is in his "false" form, he gives Lance big kisses with very noticeable and very cartoonish red lipstick-like marks, which causes Lance to both be annoyed and bashful every time.
If Balan is in his true form, which is very rare, he pulls the old "hat over both his and the other person's faces" trick and either gives Lance a tender peck on the cheek or a long smooch on the lips.
Lance
Lance strikes me as the type of guy who would rarely kiss Balan due to not being comfortable with PDA (Public Displays of Affection).
When Lance is in his "Negati" form, he uses his tentacles to keep Balan in place while he quickly kisses him on the cheek, which causes Balan to go limp with joy. He does come back to life after Lance lets go of him and ends up getting a hug in return.
If Lance is in his "Pure" form, which only happens when Lance feels a lot of happiness at once, he ends up kissing the entirety of Balan's face (and lips when Balan is in his true form).
Extra
I'd also like to think these two sometime get into "smooching matches" when they do Balan Bouts.
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mino-diabolik · 2 years
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could we have some kissing hc for Mystic? 🥺🥺💕
Kissing — Headcanons
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↳ Mystic tends to like the other party to take initiative when it comes to kissing. Surprise-kisses are always welcomed.
↳ For starters, there is an exaggerated amount of eye contact or staring when he is trying to get their attention and communicate what he wants. Pay attention to him, damn it! He’s trying his hardest here!
↳ He has acquired the bad tendency of liking being handled a roughly, so chaste kisses won’t have much of an effect on him. If they’re going to kiss him, then please get on top of him or pin him back before eating him up.
↳ To elaborate on other circumstances of the past point: Chaste kisses will only have an effect if he by any chance a deeper attachment to the other party. You will most likely see this more-than-experienced boy start freaking out or panicking at the eye contact or closeness phase.
↳ Mystic enjoys very much when his partner pulls him up by wrapping their arms or hands around his waist. Maybe even hold it or just entirely embrace him and don’t let him run away.
↳ He also likes wrapping his arms around his partner’s waist or throw his arms around their neck. Sometimes he will grasp the bosom of their shirt and struggle a bit.
↳ If you manage to melt him enough, he will become excessively sensitive. It’s quite show.
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popcornaddict500 · 2 years
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Olivia, Volaris, Blaire Kissing Headcanons!
(borrowing this format from @asras3rdeye ❤)
(putting them under the cut bc they're mildly lime ish? and also to save space)
Olivia
Smooch persona: Experienced but fleeting
Most likely to taste like: Rain and black tea
Olivia's got soft, full lips.
If she's comfortable with you, she'll often kiss you. Not just on the lips.
Hands, temples, wrists, on the cheek, sometimes the jaw.
It may take a while to get her to this point but she can be very affectionate!
Most of these kisses are soft and fleeting. You could mistake it for an accident most of the time.
Not that she can't kiss deeply, though. She most often does in more intimate settings.
She's rather quiet when giving affection in general. So when she kisses the most sound she'll make is a little sigh or a hum.
You can expect kisses at any time (if you don't mind.), sometimes it's just when she passes by, sometimes it's when you're helping with something, sometimes it's while cuddling, etc.
Though her skin is cool, her lips are much warmer.
She only really uses tongue in more intimate moments. Even then she uses it sparingly.
She's not the most touchy, so usually her kisses are simple and sweet.
Volaris
Smooch persona: Messy and flustered
Most likely to taste like: Smoky wood or dried fruit
Volaris is... not the best at kissing.
He's sweet and eager to please, usually very enthusiastic.
But that does lead to some blunders.
He might bump his face against yours when trying to kiss you, accidentally tugs on your hair if he can reach it, might forget about his surroundings and straight up trip- you get the deal.
He prefers being kissed to kissing. It's easier that way and he doesn't have to worry about screwing up.
Volaris' kisses are generally pretty intense. He does give quick kisses too but those are usually not on the lips.
His simpler kisses are usually on the jaw or hand.
He likes holding onto his partner in some way. Please just hold him and give him some praise
PLEASE bite him or tug on his hair while kissing him. He loves it.
He has a lip ring, so be mindful of that
He tends to whimper and stammer during and after an intense kiss
His skill might not be that good, but his passion makes up for it. He wants to show how much you affect him (in a good way) through his affection
Blaire
Smooch persona: Playful and warm
Most likely to taste like: Honey and sunlight
Blaire is very affectionate and one of her favourite ways to do it is by kissing you.
She's the type to lightly suck on your lip or tug it with a playful grin.
They can also be teasing in their kisses. Maybe they'll kiss you and pretend to be giving a deep kiss only to walk off and do something else just when you were getting into it.
They welcome kisses anywhere. Their neck is a favourite spot.
Sometimes her kisses are very sudden and fierce! When she's happy about something you did for example she might just grab you and thoroughly thank you with a kiss
Having said that, most of her kisses are gentle. She's soft and loving. She likes to cherish you.
Kisses on their nape make them shiver :)
If it's something more than a simple kiss then they like to press their partner against something. A wall, a couch, a mattress, etc
They just like watching you squirm a bit 😉
And of course, they will be teasing you
Feel free to get her back for this though. She encourages it.
She often giggles in kisses because of playful little actions she does (tickling your sides or giving you a lil pinch for example)
Also in platonic relationships she gives kisses. Not on the lips, but anywhere else. She's just affectionate in that way.
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camilleflyingrotten · 4 months
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Imagine « they’re not talking » but only for a week and then this happens:
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Bonus
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semisutopia · 9 months
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𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴
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nagi x fem!reader
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“i’m tired”
nagi doesn’t look up from his phone and replies, “then take a nap”. you walk up behind him and drape your arms over his shoulders. “but i wanna talk to you”. 
your best friend still doesn’t look at you and is more focused on the game in front of him. “you can talk to me when you wake up”. pouting, you turn him around in his chair, “i can but i wanna talk to you now”.
“well i don’t want you to talk to me now. take a nap”, he says and picks you up by the waist as if you were a couple of grapes and walks over to the bed all the while you were protesting over his shoulder, “noooo”.
he throws places you gently onto the bed, “now”. you whine and reach up to wrap your arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of you. 
“ugh”, nagi groans but lies on top of you nonetheless only to be met by your giggles as you wrap your legs around his waist and your arms around his neck, keeping him in place. 
he mumbles into the crook of your neck, “this is such a hassle”. you grin, “say what you want, you like cuddling”. “shut up”. “never”, you retaliate and kiss the crown of his head.
“fine. you win”, he says as he kisses your neck. you chuckle softly and tighten your grip on him. “i always do”. 
“don’t get too cocky”, he mumbles against your skin. “mhm. i will. watch me”, you start running your fingers through his hair as you always do.
“you’re so needy”, he remarks. “needy for you”, you reply, kissing his temple gently. “whatever”, he mutters and buries his face into your neck more before adding. “not gonna disagree though”.
you smile and continue running your fingers through his hair as he sighs contentedly at the feeling, mumbling a quick “love you” into your neck. “i love you too, sei”. 
after a few quiet moments, the white haired boy mumbles a question (though it didn’t really feel like a question), “what if we kiss?”.
being stunned by the question, you ask, “what if we what.”. he separates from you enough to look down at you, “you heard me. what if we kiss?”. you blink in confusion multiple times. “you..wanna kiss me?”.
“yeah”, nagi states matter of factly only to be met with more confusion on your part. “why?”. he shrugs and replies casually, “cuz your lips are cute”. 
you tilt your head in confusion and touch your lips lightly, “huh? that’s why you wanna kiss me?”. he nods and holds your chin gently. “yeah. just shut up and let me kiss you already”.
“friends don’t kiss, sei”. sei just shrugs again and says, “then lets not be ‘friends’ anymore”. you furrow your brows at him, still not understanding a thing that was coming out of his mouth. “what do you want to be then?”.
“your boyfriend”, he says plainly, still holding your chin between his thumb and index finger. “what…really?”, you ask dumbfounded. “yeah. it’s obvious we’re already like..a thing”. 
“we are?”. for the first time in a while, nagi chuckles softly and pokes the side of your head, “you’re really that dense, huh?”. you felt a bit embarrassed but you knew it was true. “yeah kind of…”.
he huffed and moved his hand to hold your chin again, “whatever. yes, we’re a thing. can i kiss you now?”.
“um..sure”, you replied, not knowing if he actually would. lo and behold, he dips down and captures your lips with his. his eyes are closed and he almost smiles against your lips. his right hand is still holding your chin delicately while his left hand is resting next to your ear as he tilts his head to taste more of your lips.
you, on the other hand could not focus on the kiss with all the thoughts and questions running rampant in your mind. you break the kiss by pushing him away slightly. “wait wait..so you- you like me?”, you ask.
“yes. now shut up and kiss me again”, he states, trying to dip down again. you push him up again to stop him from kissing you again. “wait i just- i’m confused. you like me..romantically?”, you ask him with a quizzical expression.
nagi sighs and nods, “yes. you’re an idiot. kiss me again”. you finally put the pieces together and pout up at him. 
“that’s not a very nice thing to say to your new girlfriend”. he rolls his eyes and replies, “i’m allowed to be mean to you, my new girlfriend. kiss me again”. 
“nope. no kisses until you’re nice again”, you say and turn your head away from him, still pouting. 
he sighs again. “…fine. i’m sorry. now can i kiss you again?” “only if you say please” “ugh fine. please pretty please can i kiss you again?”, he asks and turns your head back to face him by your chin. 
looking up at his cute expression, you can’t deny him for longer and break out into a smile. “yes, yes you can”. 
he doesn’t waste a second and kisses you again, murmuring, “finally”. you chuckle softly against his lips and kiss him back, finally. 
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jewishrat420 · 3 months
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No one has ever flirted with Steve the way Eddie flirts with Steve.
And it's not like no one flirts with Steve. God, no, it's not like no one flirts with Steve. Steve can't walk into the grocery store without at least three sets of heads turning and focusing all their attention on him.
And he's not even trying to be cocky about it. That's just the reality he was gifted when he came out of his mother's womb looking like the world's freshest Adonis. Honestly, he wouldn't be surprised if they changed the colloquialism to "Steve."
Regardless. For as many people like to flirt with him, make themselves known, filtering in and out of his orbit like willing planets, no one knows quite how to get him going like Eddie. Maybe it's that they're not as confident as he is, maybe they're scared of the rejection Eddie was born facing and will die knowing.
Maybe they're scared of ruining their chances. Maybe Eddie isn't.
For whatever reason, Eddie doesn't seem like he's scared. Even though there was a long time before he knew Steve was bi, was just as into the flirting as Eddie was, even though there was a chance (not like it'd ever happen, but the unknown was there) that Steve could have beaten him up just for calling him "sweetheart," he did it anyway. He got right up into Steve's space, close enough that Steve could get high off the remnants of the joint he'd smoked earlier, and gave him a look that offered everything.
And, God, Steve wanted it. He wanted it all.
And so that began months of what Steve has so aptly referred to as torture. Apt, because he knows what it's like. He has the scars and the fear of ice cream and needles to prove it.
But this... this is a different kind of torture. Mental, emotional, spiritual, whatever you call it-- this is meant to tear him apart from the inside out, meant to make him want to rip his own bones out from his body and offer them to Eddie if it meant the other man making a fucking move.
And Steve would, is the thing. He would absolutely make the first move-- it's what he usually does, anyway, and he's got a pretty damn good success rate for it.
But, for whatever reason, this feels different. This back and forth they have, the constant teasing, the sliding in and out of each other's orbits, unable and unwilling to refute the most fundamental laws of gravity... it's something special, at least to Steve. Something sacred.
Which is why, when Eddie calls Steve "Harrington" for the first time in months, his first response is to pout.
They're about halfway through splitting a joint, the sweet smoke curling around wisps of hair and parted lips and filtering in and out of the holes in their sweaters. The air outside is getting colder, thinner, sharper, as the winter months dreg on. But inside the trailer, it's comfortable and warm. Safe.
Steve's being a bit of a hog, and he's man enough to admit that. But he had a shitty day at work and all he wants is to feel nothing other than the weightless relaxation of a good high buzzing through his bones. Sue him for taking a little more than his fair share of the good stuff, even if it is Eddie's.
"Steve," Eddie whines, reaching his hand out and curling his fingers in request. "Give it over."
"No," Steve responds, just on the edge of whiny. He brings the joint to his lips and takes a long, slow, deep drag, feeling the sweet heat of the smoke burning in his lungs, taking up the space where oxygen should be. He goes a little dizzy with it, feels his eyes lower. "Mine."
Steve can't see it, but he knows Eddie's rolling his eyes. Can sense the shift in the air, can sense every little fucking thing about Eddie at any given moment.
"C'mon, Harrington, you're being a brat."
And, normally, Steve would find another aspect of that sentence to freak out about. Would zero in on the word brat and relish in the flare of heat it sends shooting up his spine like firework sparks. Would squint his eyes at Eddie and tilt his head in the way he knows makes him look good, would give him his cutest little smirk and say, "Who, me?" and would preen in the response it gets.
This time, though, he's much too focused on the other name Eddie used for him. The one he hasn't heard come out of Eddie's mouth since before he realized that Steve was, as he put it, "actually a good dude."
He doesn't realize he's pouting until the sudden silence in the room starts to creep in, make a home in the buzzing in his ears. He didn't realize that he didn't say anything, and neither did Eddie, and now they're sitting in a mess of their own making. Of Eddie's own making, really.
His next words come out without effort, without intent.
"Don't call me that."
He chances a look over at Eddie, at the risk of appearing as vulnerable as he feels, and to his distress, he can't get a read on the man. His dark eyebrows furrow, brown eyes squinting slightly, and his lips part like he wants to speak. He licks them. Steve's eyes follow the motion unintentionally.
"Call you what?" Eddie says on an exhale. "A brat?"
Steve shakes his head. "Harrington. Don't like it when you call me that."
Eddie kind of softens, then, and Steve didn't realize he had stiffened until he isn't anymore. He sort of sinks into the couch, spreads his legs imperceptibly wider, and Steve wouldn't have noticed if it wasn't for the way his left knee brushes against Steve's just barely. Just enough for those heated sparks to send a couple pinpricks across his skin.
"No?" he says, looking over to meet Steve's gaze. His cheeks are flushed, whether from the weed or the heat of the room or the heat between them, and Steve's sure that his look the same. "What do you want me to call you, then?"
Steve's definitely blushing now. He looks away from Eddie, tucks his chin to his chest, lets the joint between his fingers burn away. Eddie takes it from him, gently, and brings it to his lips. Steve hears the paper crackling as he inhales.
His voice is quiet, almost meek, when he speaks. It's completely unlike Steve, completely unlike the persona he used to so proudly take on-- but then again, Eddie is completely unlike anyone that Steve has ever met. He's more real, more human, and in turn, Steve is too.
"...You know."
Eddie makes a little noise, then, something in the back of his throat that was born and died within the very same second it was released. Something soft, almost pained, like his body couldn't help the reaction it had to that sentence.
Steve watches the thin, long line of Eddie's arm reach forward and press the joint into the glass of the ashtray. He follows the motion until Eddie's hand settles into the rips over his knee, fingers intertwining with the thread. His pinkie is dangerously close to Steve's own sweatpant-covered skin, and he feels the contact as if Eddie were touching him.
Eddie's hand twitches like it wants to move, and Steve resists the urge to grab it, hold it within the warmth of his own palms.
"Do I?" Eddie says, his voice quieter than it was a moment ago. That thick silence fills the trailer once more, settling in between the soft buzzing of the lightbulb in the kitchen and the muffled humming of the crickets outside. Steve hears Eddie take a stuttering breath. "Tell me."
Steve sighs, feeling his chest burn as his heartbeat picks up. His throat pounds with the pulsing of it. He places his own hand on his right knee, pinkie finger edging closer and closer to the space where Eddie's meets his. Eddie's hand twitches again.
"Like it when you call me sweet things," he says on an exhale, as though getting it out all in one breath would make it easier. "Like how it makes me feel."
Eddie lets out another one of those noises, then, something more like a cut-off groan. His hand curls into the fabric of his jeans for no more than a second before he releases it, and Steve gets to watch as the blood blanches and then returns to his knuckles.
"Sweet things, huh?" he muses, voice only slightly strained. If Steve didn't know any better, he'd say Eddie is nervous. "Like... Stevie?"
Steve hums. "Yeah. I like that."
Eddie's pinkie moves closer. Barely. Imperceptibly, if not for the way Steve is tuned into his every movement, like a dog to the sound of their owner's keys.
"Yeah?"
Steve hums again.
"What about... sweetheart?"
Steve closes his eyes. Lets out a shaky breath, inhales a smoother one.
"Yeah."
Steve feels something brush against his pinkie. Something warm.
"Honey?"
Steve nods, biting his lip. "Mhm."
Eddie lets out a quiet little laugh. "Even big boy?"
Steve returns it helplessly, feels the edges of a smile pulling at his lips. The air feels cold on his teeth, as though he's burning up from the inside out and anything outside of his own body is a cooling salve.
"Especially big boy."
Eddie laughs a little louder, and the jostling of his body brings his pinkie even closer to Steve's. Completely pressed against his own, now.
Steve swears he can feel his heartbeat through it. Or maybe it's his own.
"What about..." Eddie takes a breath. "Love?"
Steve's own breath hitches. He opens his eyes, looks at where their skin is touching in more than one place. He feels it, feels every point of contact where the cells that make Eddie are existing with the cells that make Steve. Wonders, maybe, if they stay here long enough, if they'll merge and mold over time. Become one.
"Yeah," Steve breathes. "I like that one a lot."
Eddie hums, and the room falls back into silence for a moment. Steve's skin burns where their fingers are touching. He moves his hand to the right, just barely, just enough to let Eddie know that he feels it. Just enough to ask Eddie if he does, too.
His response is overwhelming.
Eddie moves his hand to the left, solidifies all the points of contact between them, and Steve feels like he's exploding. Feels like a bubbling pit of lava that's set to burst, to overflow, like it can't hold back anymore. Like it's tried for so long that it's hurting, now, pressurized and boiling and hot, way too fucking hot.
And then, Eddie crosses his pinkie over Steve's, and Steve thinks he's dying.
He takes in a sharp breath like it's the last one he'll ever get, and he doesn't even have it in him to be embarrassed about it. He knows Eddie is right there with him, knows he's not the only one feeling this irrefutable pull like gravity between them. Knows, hopes, it's only a matter of time before they collide.
Eddie hums again. He taps his pinkie once over the smallest of Steve's knuckles, almost like he's making a decision. He takes a long, slow breath before he speaks.
"You know which one's my favorite?"
Steve's throat clicks. "Which?"
"Look at me."
Steve turns his head to the right for no more than a second before Eddie's lips are on his.
It's hungry, it's indulgent, it's immediately addictive. It feels like breathing.
Eddie presses his whole body against Steve's, and he can feel the way his tendons flex where his hand is covering the back of Steve's. Where their pinkies meet, their fingers intertwine and cross over one another like the roots of a tree, their bodies the whole mycorrhizal network.
The next word is spoken against Steve's lips, and Steve can feel the way his mouth forms around it. Decides, from this moment on, that he never wants to hear it another way.
"Baby."
Steve's exhale is more of a moan, a dying sound that, like Eddie's before, lived for only a moment in his throat before pushing through the wall of his lips. Eddie takes it, holds it in his own mouth, swallows it down hungrily and slides his tongue against Steve's as though asking for more.
"That's--" Steve pants, getting his hands on Eddie's hips and pulling until he's seated in his lap. "Mine too."
"Yeah?" Eddie asks, his lips still pressed against Steve's. Their words are muffled against each other, but they don't need to hear them to understand. They only need to feel the outline of them, the shape of the consonants and vowels against and around each other's tongues. They only need to press their bodies together and know, intimately, the meaning in each other's hearts.
"Yeah. Want you to call me that forever."
This time, Steve feels Eddie's laughter against his lips. His chest. Feels it bubble up in the space between his ribs, feels it flow into his mouth like a river, swallows it down like the first glass of water after a run. Feels his own creep up behind his teeth in return, gives it back to Eddie like an offering, who takes it greedily. Hungrily. Gratefully.
"Think that can be arranged, baby."
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solomiracle · 3 months
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lucifer catching you doing something stupid and he calls you endearing names/compliments you but in the most exasperated tone
"i trust you're not plotting my downfall with satan and belphie again, right, my beloved lamb?"
"you, the one who outshines all the stars in the sky... the one who takes my breath away with just a glimpse... are seriously going along with mammon's pyramid sceme?"
"my love, my reason for living, my light, my heart, my soul. explain to me why half of the room has been blown up."
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moominsuki · 5 months
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bakugou loves to make you beg for him to kiss you when it’s always him who’s feening, lingering around you when you’re doing something.
his lips will always be dangerously close to your face while he invades your personal space to the point where you subconsciously want his lips on yours and then he’s smirking, grabbing your cheeks with his big ass hand and teasing you as if he wasn’t almost head butting you over the stove.
“you wanna kiss me so bad,” he grins, mouth over yours while you think back to almost ten minutes ago, where he was practically having a sulky tantrum over the fact that you had only kissed him twice that day.
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